"You're paralyzed, stupid dog, you've forgotten one thing." Luo Fan glanced at Junyuki Taguchi disdainfully, his eyes full of ridicule.

Taguchi Junzhi was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed anger, this Chinese murderous maniac, isn't he already afraid of Matsukawa, why did he scold himself again?

Now put up with him for the time being, as long as President Matsumoto and they come, see if this Huaxia dog is still arrogant...

However, the strong sense of humiliation in his heart, Junyuki Taguchi couldn't completely hide it, and stared at Luo Fan resentfully.

"Stupid, look at your uncle..."Luo Fan snorted at Ayuki Taguchi, "First of all, whether Matsukawa will be as good as you said13, even if Matsukawa will really be more bullish than you are paralyzed13, Lao Tzu wants to slaughter you now, it is easier than slaughtering a soil dog, believe it or not?" ”

Taguchi Junyuki's face changed suddenly, under the humiliation and anger just now, he really only thought that after President Matsumoto and they arrived, he would definitely be able to blast Luo Fan to the ground, but as Luo Fan said, now his life is still in the hands of the other party.

"You...... If you dare to touch me, President Matsumoto will definitely let you die without a corpse after they come..."Taguchi Jun's color was very inward, what he was most afraid of was that Luo Fan would pull him on his back first if he wanted to die.

"Lao Tzu doesn't move you."

Hearing Luo Fan's words, Taguchi Junyuki breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately heard Luo Fan sneer: "Lao Tzu will just slap you to death and give it to your ancestor Wu Dalang to make dog meat baked cakes." ”

After Luo Fan finished speaking, he raised his palm, and at a distance of two zhang, the void pressed down towards the top of Taguchi Junyuki's head.

Atsuyuki Taguchi was so shocked that he turned around and wanted to escape, but as soon as his body turned less than thirty degrees, a mountain-like energy had descended on the top of his head, pressing him irresistibly.

The energy pressed down on his head was majestic, but the speed of the pressure was not fast, Su Xianghua and Sister Jing, as well as the gamblers who hid by the wall of the hall and huddled together, could see that Junyuki Taguchi's original stump-like figure gradually became thicker and shorter.

Then, Atsuyuki Taguchi's stubby legs showed irregular bends, and everyone could even hear the sound of his leg bones breaking.

Atsuyuki Taguchi's neck is getting shorter and shorter, and when he arrives, he can't see his neck at all, and his head seems to grow directly on his shoulder.

The energy that pressed on Taguchi Junyuki's head, although the speed of decline was slow, but it did not stop for half a minute, Taguchi Junyuki really seemed to have entered a cake press, at a speed visible to the naked eye, inch by inch became shorter and thicker.

Junyuki Taguchi's face was full of blood vessels, and his face was distorted, as if he was suffering great pain, but for some reason, he didn't even snort.

While the gamblers were frightened, they couldn't help but admire Junyuki Taguchi, in just a moment, his height had shortened by at least sixty centimeters, and it had become a horizontal thickening, but he could endure it without begging for mercy or humming, this patience kung fu was really unmatched...

No wonder Matsukawa would let him preside over the wooden bell casino, it turns out that this guy really has something extraordinary...

How did everyone know that Atsuyuki Taguchi had screamed thousands of times in his heart, but the air around him seemed to be frozen, and he seemed to be in the middle of a closed transparent pillar, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

After more than ten seconds, Taguchi Junyuki had turned into a shape similar to a sphere, and the energy of the condensed air around him had long been withdrawn by Luo Fan, but he still didn't make a sound.

The top of his head had become as flat as his shoulders, and his internal organs had long since been displaced and deformed, and if he hadn't died, he would have been a youkai.

Atsuyuki Taguchi's body continued to grow shorter, and just when the thickness of the dog meat cake was still half a foot, hurried footsteps finally sounded outside the casino gate.

Luo Fan didn't waste any more time, his energy suddenly pressed, and the dog meat pancake made from Junyuki Taguchi's corpse instantly became less than a little finger thick, and became an irregular dog meat disc, with a diameter of more than two meters and close to three meters...

Shengsheng pressed a big living person into a human flesh disc, and there was blood flowing out of the meat plate, steaming with a trace of heat, this terrifying scene frightened hundreds of gamblers, and more than a dozen female gamblers screamed and fainted.

On the contrary, the young waiters in the casino were not afraid, but faintly gloating.

In fact, this is normal, the mourning women are open, but they are in the wooden bell casino, they have no freedom, no dignity, any gambler, can bully them at will, on average every week, a waiter dies, or a group P to death, or because of resistance to be killed, and some are infected with various venereal diseases, died.

It can be said that the wooden bell underground casino is a paradise for all kinds of rich men, but it is really a hell for them.

Luo Fan was cruel and cruel to the people of the Wooden Bell Casino, and they were extremely frightened in their hearts, but more of a pleasure, Taguchi Junyuki's men arrested them, thinking that they were going to be in this dark place until they were buried, but Luo Fan's arrival gave them a glimmer of hope.

Of course, this hope is extremely slim, and the Chinese man who rushed in inexplicably, although he is as powerful as Bumpman, they don't think that Bumpman will exist in reality.

For the time being, the disciples of the Songchuan Society in the Muling Casino were basically wiped out, but soon the core disciples of the Songchuan Society would come, and this spirited Chinese man would definitely die under the siege of hundreds of powerful weapons of the Songchuan Society.

Although Taguchi Junyuki is dead, Masahiro Matsumoto will soon send another person to preside over the wooden bell casino, and what awaits them at that time is still a brutal "forced welding".

Before the waiters' minds were finished, a large number of men in black rushed in from outside the casino gate, all with cold expressions, wearing sunglasses, holding high-powered submachine guns, and some carrying M270 rocket launchers.

Whether it is the gamblers of the Muling Casino or the waitresses hiding in the corner of the house, they have guessed that these men in black who are still rushing in must be the core masters of the Matsukawa Club...

The people of the Matsukawa Society came so quickly...

In addition to the support of the Metropolitan Police Department and the Chiyo Budokan, their own armed forces are strong and disciplined, and they are by no means in vain.

In less than twenty seconds, the black-clothed armed men who rushed into the casino hall were nearly 400 people, and as soon as they stood in, they formed a big arc with Luo Fan and the three of them as the center, and the submachine guns and rockets in their hands were all aimed at Luo Fan and the three of them.

Luo Fan's expression was indifferent, sitting lazily, in the eyes of others, he had become a turtle in an urn, and he was made dumplings by hundreds of people from the Songchuan Society, and there was no way out except to sit and wait for death.

But Su Xianghua and Sister Jing didn't think so, and the Huaxia agents sat still, definitely not taking the people of the Songchuan Guild in their eyes.

Although they didn't know how the Huaxia agent would resist the powerful weapons of the Matsukawa Congregation, they firmly believed that this god-like Huaxia agent would never sit back and wait to die.

If he wasn't absolutely sure, he could have fled the moment the Matsukawa congregation rushed in, even if he fled with the two of them, there would be no problem...

Before, he took the two of himself and flew up to the twelfth floor of the Muling Building effortlessly, and this casino hall went up, but it was only a dozen meters, and it was easier to fly up, if he couldn't deal with the people of the Songchuan Society, at least there was no problem in escaping.

The hundreds of people in Matsukawa stood still, and the casino hall was immediately covered with a terrifying aura of slaughter, and the entire hall seemed to be filled with gunpowder, and the slightest spark would detonate the casino hall.

Those gamblers and the naked waitress were so frightened that they couldn't even breathe well, although they all knew that the people of the Matsukawa Club were only going to shoot the three Chinese people who rushed in to kick the field, but this extremely depressing atmosphere made them nervous and almost tense.

This kind of pressure like the sky falling is not something that everyone can bear.

The hundreds of people in the Matsukawa Society, the weapons in their hands were aimed at Luo Fan, but no one opened fire rashly, their task was to control the situation first, as for when to kill the three people sitting at the gambling table, they had to wait for Matsumoto Masahiro, the boss of the Matsukawa Club, to come in and give an order.

It didn't make anyone wait long, and soon Masahiro Matsumoto walked in, and in front of him were two middle-aged men who were as fierce and fierce as cheetahs, looking at their faces and skin colors, they should be from the Moon Kingdom, followed by two stronger and taller white Europeans.

The four people around Masahiro Matsumoto all held PDW new submachine guns in their hands, and their bodies exuded an aura of iron-blooded slaughter that killed countless people, Luo Fan didn't need to look at them to know that these four people were all top players at the level of soldiers among African mercenaries.

However, Luo Fan didn't care about these four major soldier kings, and just glanced at Matsumoto Masahiro.

Masahiro Matsumoto looks like he is in his early thirties, his facial features are very three-dimensional, with a short and dense beard around his lips and chin, and his eyes are slightly melancholy, quite a bit of the temperament of the mourning actor Takeno Neifeng.

It is indeed surprising that such a person with a bit of artistic temperament would be the boss of the second largest black state in Fufu, but Luo Fan is not surprised at all, the boss of the Matsukawa Society turned out to be a master of ninjutsu, and he has the cultivation of upper ninja.

Masahiro Matsumoto's gaze at Shang Luo Fan was also a little strange. In his imagination, surrounded by hundreds of masters with high-power weapons, Luo Fan should be fearful, desperate and regretful, but what he saw from Luo Fan's face was surprisingly calm, and there was even an unfathomable and profound smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, Masahiro Matsumoto soon recovered as usual, it doesn't matter what the other party is, even if the other party kneels on the ground and begs for mercy, it is necessary to die, and dying thousands of times is not enough...

Masahiro Matsumoto swept his eyes and saw the corpses of hundreds of disciples of the Matsukawa Society stationed in the Muling Building, his face changed slightly, but he didn't find the shadow of Junyuki Taguchi, his cold gaze shot at Luo Fan, and asked, "What about Junyuki Taguchi?" Everybody was killed by you? ”

"Don't let the funeral shit in front of Lao Tzu, if you don't know how to speak human words, pick someone who can speak human words..." Luo Fan's face sank, and he stared coldly at Matsumoto Masahiro.

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